Hey all, since summer's started officially (for me anyway) I'll try to be updating more frequently. I had to take these tests so that I could graduate (even though I'll only be a junior next year) and I only got Accelerated on the writing portion.

By ONE point.

I got Advanced on the rest of them.

The best you can get is Advanced, and then it goes Accelerated, Proficient, Basic, and then Limited. I'm so mad.

You know what would make me feel better? Give me some reviews that say I'm such a wonderful writer, and maybe I'll keep updating almost frequently.

Love you all. But I want some freaking reviews.

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Life, well, living in general, can make everything seem so much better. Take sunlight for instance. It's a simple pleasure, like getting a tan or skin cancer or whatever, but you don't enjoy it fully until you've lived the past seven years going out only at night.

Feeling the sun on my skin, especially in my current sense-heightened state, was something akin to ecstasy, and came dangerously close to letting a moan come out of my mouth as I rolled up my sleeves to feel more.

Sasuke just kept twitching while I stretched in the sun, almost feeling his muscles vibrating from a few feet away. He probably hasn't relaxed in thirteen years. I shook my head and started following the tree-lined path towards the road, the carefully concealed entrance all but forgotten. I heard him moving behind me, each step, and each sound from his hand fingering the pockets on his jeans. I could hear his hair brushing his cheek.

It was seriously freaking me out. Could he hear everything I heard? I took a deep breath to calm my thoughts, and almost reeled backwards from the scents that flooded me. I was thankfully wearing sunglasses, but the smells. I could smell damp leaves, the mold growing on them, and the worms living underneath them. I could feel the trees growing, breathing and moving together. I felt as if the whole world was about to rip itself from underneath me.

I staggered back, Sasuke's hands grabbing my arms, and even through my jacket's insulated leather, he was so warm. I heard him breath in, a shaky, nervous, tense breath. He was really rattled by this too. Actually, knowing I wasn't the only one freaked out by this experience made me calmer. I didn't trip up until we got to out crappy hotel on the other side of town.

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"What do you mean no more rooms?! We had a reservation!" I glared down the bored looking blond woman, who didn't seem to notice I was trying to stab her with my will power alone. She cracked her gum and kept staring at Sasuke like he was life force. He's not that amazing.

"Wha—Oh, sorry Hun. We got paid very generously by some very nice men for several extra rooms during their stay, and all we have left is a single room." I prayed to anyone that would listen.

"Does it have two beds?" She looked at me like I was crazy.

"Nope, sorry. Is a smoking room alright? It is the last room" I sighed.

"Fine, but I expect a refund for everything. We had two rooms booked, and we paid in advance—" She was pointing at a sign above her head. No refunds. Great.

I growled, sent the woman a withering look, and snatched the keys form her clammy hand. I stormed up the stairs, but reduced my storming to huffing up them after the noise I made made me feel like I was standing in a stampede of elephants. Sasuke was right behind me the whole time, and I could feel him smirking the whole time.

As soon as we got in the room, I was appalled at the lack of both taste and hygiene. I was also dismayed at the bed, which was both stained and small enough that, if Sasuke and I shared it, we would always be touching.

"I call the floor." I said. Sasuke gave me a weird look, and grudgingly took the bed. It was REALLY disgusting looking, and after the pristine cleanliness of my own room, I didn't even want to know left those stains on the sheets. Ew.

The sun was still high in the sky, and since the vamps were bound to stay hidden until nightfall, I thought a bit of shopping would be nice. Our room did have a mini-fridge after all.

"Sasuke, do you want to go grocery shopping with me?" he glanced at me from the bed, he had spread-eagled across it, and his head was hanging off the side.

"I didn't know vampires ate food, along with the blood." I started picking out a cute shopping outfit.

"Of course they do, but not vegetables or fruits. They like eggs, rare meat and dairy products. Anything from an animal. Like spam. They love spam." He smirked at me.

"Who doesn't love spam?"

"I know, right?! It's absolutely amazing in every single way. It's salty..."

"That's a bonus."

"…and high in protein, plus. No one else on base likes it. They think it's gross for some reason…"

We were standing face to face, and delighting in our mutual love for meat by-product.

How weird can life get?

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The markets by the docks were full of buyers and sellers. I bought a couple of low-grade steaks, a dozen eggs and some miscellaneous chicken bits, a whole chain of sausage, and some chocolate. A girl has to have chocolate with her everywhere.

Sasuke bought tomatoes. He had finished eating the whole pound by the time the sun was setting, and we were safely back in our hotel room with the windows barred and the door locked.

"How can you eat those things like apples?" I asked him as I started filling syringes with serum.

"They're delicious. That's how." I frowned at him.

"I think tomatoes are kind of gross. I don't like salads at all, and I don't like ketchup—"

"You don't like ketchup?! Are you human?" He had stood up, and was heading for the shower. He paused and turned back at me for a second.

"No, I'm an alien. Yes, I'm human. Both my parents are human."
"Really? Cause I've never seen them on the base. "

It felt like time froze. I hadn't talked about my parents to anyone in a long time. He saw the look on my face and paled. He didn't say anything else, but he went in the bathroom and started banging his head against the shower wall as the water ran.

Kana. I miss you so much.